Oh, you think? I think - [another kiss, hawk licking into his mouth briefly with a hum, accidentally nudging sideways towards the wall and nearly cutting his elbow against some column with a precious heirloom.]

I think I could get drunk on you like this too.

[he's grinning as he pulls back slightly, gaze dropping to where there's a bulge of interest developing before his eyes. his grip adjusts underneath tim's knees, clutching him that much tighter to his chest so he can try and have some semblance of better steering down the hall. god knows what the house or giles will do if he dumps over some priceless antique bumping over too it because he's desperate to be on or in tim right this instant.]

Greedy, are we? I like that, yeah.

[thank christ he had the foresight to leave the door unlocked, bumping up against it to turn the handle and kick it open. he barely waits to nudge it closed before he's moving like a man on a mission, depositing tim on the bed none too gently and kicking off his shoes, shrugging out of his shirt and immediately caging tim on the bed to lean down and kiss him hard. his hips shift forward in a hungry grind, hands dropping to start tugging at his belt and prying his fly open.]

Get your shirt off. Hurry.